The following morning found Fluttershy awake at six a.m. and, while Adagio was still fast asleep, the teenager very carefully disentangled herself from her lover’s embrace. It helped that she was still in the big spoon position, where she had been all night long. Once she was free, Fluttershy quietly stood up in her girlfriend’s bedroom. She offered up silent thanks that her carpet was so thick and quilted. It effectively silenced her footsteps.

Deciding to go and make breakfast for them both, Fluttershy softly padded her way down the hall to the stairs. It only occurred to her when she reached the kitchen that she had left the ten inch long toy strapped to her waist. Shrugging her shoulders, she investigated Adagio’s fridge and cupboards.

Pleased to find everything she needed to make blueberry pancakes and cheesy scrambled eggs, Fluttershy got to work. As it happened, she was a good cook, she had taken lessons with Pinkie Pie and then toned it down. Eventually, the delicious smells of breakfast began to gradually and inevitably make their way up the stairs, through the open bedroom door where they assaulted Adagio’s nose.

It took the miraculous smells of scrambled eggs and pancakes to make Adagio start to stir in her bed but, sure enough, she slowly woke up. “Ugh…what happened...” she sat up and blinked at her slightly unfamiliar surroundings, because it was a wonder that she actually used her bed. Then, after rubbing her eyes, she saw the laptop and the projector, and she blushed as the memory of the night before came back to her. “Oooooh...that's what happened.”

Thankfully, as old as she was, Adagio Dazzle had been around long enough to not be walking funny after the pounding she had taken on her bed the night before. But, as she stood up and stretched her legs, she winced as a dull pain emanated from her ass. It was nice though, not unpleasant.

Adagio Dazzle was tempted for a moment to go back to bed, but then she smelled the unmistakable aroma of coffee. Coffee was one of the few things she had discovered that the humans did better than Equestria. “Well played, Fluttershy, well played,” she murmured as she groggily made her way down the stairs, following the scents of breakfast like a ship follows the lighthouse’s signal.

Fluttershy heard the footsteps behind her and she moved the freshly cooked blueberry pancakes and cheesy scrambled eggs from the worktop to the kitchen table. Adagio’s face split into a smile when she saw her girlfriend was still wearing the strap on toy. “My life, my love and my lady is the sea. And the sea is you,” she walked over and kissed her lips, “You wore that all night?”

Looking down, Fluttershy giggled brightly, “Why, it seems I did!” she then pulled Adagio into a tight hug that slotted the toy between her chunky thighs and kissed her back before taking a seat at the table. “You had a nice selection for breakfast.”

Instantly, Adagio missed the hug, and she missed the toy. “Well Ma'am, since I've started eating it again, I thought I'd get nice things rather than the trash I used to eat.” She then took a seat opposite Fluttershy at the table and, when her ass touched the hard seat, she winced when that pain returned in full force.

“Hardwood chairs build character.” Fluttershy laughed as she started to eat the small stack of pancakes on her plate.

“Yes Ma'am, that they do,” Adagio giggled as she too ate, though she elected to start with her scrambled eggs. “I mean, I'm not a virgin by any stretch of the imagination, but my ass definitely knows something went up it last night.”

Fluttershy looked at Adagio squirming on the seat and pride blossomed through her that she and she alone was the cause of it. “I thought I made a rather good tail. A tail that wagged you.”

“Hell yeah, you made a good tail, that was the best rutting I've had in a long time!” Adagio’s enthusiasm became a bright red blush that spread out across her cheeks, “I think the video you put on helped. I can see why the southern one thinks it's porn.”

“Applejack.”

Adagio’s blush became a deep shade of red when Fluttershy – correctly – corrected her. After all, she had corrected Aria when she had mispronounced Fluttershy’s name, hadn’t she? “Yes, Applejack. That’s what I meant. I'm sorry, Fluttershy, I don't mean any offence, but names and faces are...difficult for me, after living so long.”

“I'm not upset,” Fluttershy said after she swallowed her latest pancake, “And I understand, which is why I corrected you.”

“That's why we only bothered with Sunset Shimmer before. She was the only threat, or so we thought…” Adagio though decided to abandon that particularly poisonous train of thought before it could run away with her. Instead she shoveled in a few forkfuls of her scrambled eggs and a new thought occurred to her. “So...have you thought about coming out to dinner later?”

As it happened, Fluttershy had been thinking about that. Deciding to go, then changing her mind and changing it again and again. “Yes,” she declared before she could talk herself out of it, “I'll pick you up, and I want you to wear that blue dress. Just the dress and some nice shoes.”

“Good, I'm glad you'll come. You'll be a nice surprise for Sonny.”

Again, before she could back out of it or change her mind, Fluttershy reached across the breakfast table and she ran her fingers delicately along her pet’s yellow collar around her neck. “I can be brave with you. Sonata is the only one I haven't met since the Battle of the Bands competition.”

Adagio purred a little as her collar was fingered, she couldn’t help herself, especially not when those wonderful fingertips caressed her neck. “Not so air headed as she likes to make out she is.”

“She still has a taco thing going?” asked Fluttershy curiously, “Is that why we’re eating at Taco Towers?”

At the loss of contact with her Mistress’s fingers, Adagio shivered, “By all the seas in the world, Sonny and her tacos…yes, she has a taco thing. She works there as a chef.” she giggled and shook her head, “The air head act is her way of disarming people, make them think she's harmless, when I promise, she’s far from it.”

Fluttershy didn’t doubt Sonata’s effectiveness for a second. There were plenty examples in nature of animals and plants looking harmless then their true nature is revealed at the last moment. Usually right before they kill their prey. “So, Sonata is the good cop and Aria is the bad cop, and you are the savior?”

Adagio laughed so loudly at that, she almost choked on her breakfast. “Yeah...I haven't done much of that lately.”

“Sometimes I let my pets take charge.”

“Me?” Adagio asked incredulously, blinking once then twice before she continued, “In charge? I don't know if you noticed, the last time I was in charge things all went to shit.”

“That’s why you’re in charge of the litter box.” Fluttershy said with a completely straight face before she lifted up her mug of honey tea and taking a large sip to wash down her food.

Thoughtfully, Adagio turned to her coffee now that she had eaten her breakfast. “Actually, I'm very glad you're coming. You'll stop Wallflower and Chestnut asking if I'm alright for a hundred times, or Sonata fretting over me like I’m some kind of newborn.”

“Others care about you,” Fluttershy said with a warm smile, “But you are mine. I care enough about you to make you more than a pet. I do however need to tell the rest of the girls about you.”

“Heh...” Adagio rubbed the back of her head with the hand that wasn’t holding the coffee mug. “Yeah, I suppose you do. How ah, how do you think that'll go?”

“In truth, I'm not sure,” Fluttershy answered honestly. “I think Rarity and Pinkie Pie will be fine with it. Applejack may question it, but she will come around. I just don't know about Twilight, and Rainbow Dash and Sunset Shimmer may be the most difficult to deal with. I have over a week since we all get together every two weeks.” She laughed, remembering what Rarity had said the last time they got together, “Rarity brought up if I had a boyfriend and would he be accepted. She also said she would accept anyone I had.”

“Yes, my endless ocean,” Adagio pointed out once her mug was empty, “But I should point out that I'm not just 'anyone', am I?” The ex-siren imagined that within her girlfriend’s group of friends, she was public enemy number one.

“Wrong, you are more than anyone, you are someone. Someone I'm growing to love very dearly indeed.”

Adagio got up from her seat and walked around the table so she could sit in Fluttershy’s lap. Specifically, so that the toy she was still wearing entered her as she sat in Fluttershy’s lap. There, she smooshed their breasts together and she kissed her girlfriend’s lips. “I love you too.”

~ ~ ~

Later that day, on the first stroke of seven in the evening, Fluttershy and Adagio arrived at the Taco Towers in uptown Canterlot. Adagio was wearing her blue knee length dress, her collar and a pair of blue heels and nothing else, while Fluttershy was looking serene in a light and airy floor length green summer dress. Unlike her submissive girlfriend, she was wearing bra and panties. When Adagio noticed her lover pause at the door, she took her hand in hers and squeezed it reassuringly.

When they walked into the fancy restaurant, Adagio quickly noted that Aria and Chestnut Magnifico were already there, as was Sonata and Wallflower Blush. Somewhat predictably, Chestnut was signing autographs for a small line of what she assumed were Daring Do nerds. “On time and still fashionably late,” she announced to the group, all smiles as she kissed Fluttershy’s cheek, “That's real skill right there.”

“Being late or early can be so stressful,” Fluttershy spotted the other four sat around a large round table with more than enough room for them. Chestnut looked nice in a long white dress and Wallflower had on dark blue jeans and a bright yellow jersey. “Be nice. Like you were in the pet pen.” She walked over hand in hand with Adagio and sat at the round table so that Fluttershy was next to Aria and Adagio was by Wallflower’s side.

“Since when did you start wearing a collar?” asked Sonata bluntly while Chestnut happily signed her latest fan’s first edition hardback copy of Daring Do and the Sapphire Stone. Other than Aria, that was the first time the others had seen a collar around Adagio’s neck.

“Since I put it on her,” Fluttershy stated matter of factly.

“Ah, Adagio, you're out and about I see!” Chestnut greeted the ex-siren with a genuine smile and a shake of the hand before she returned to signing the last couple of autographs. Four fans who tried to join the end of the line were turned away by a particularly nasty scowl from Aria, as well as a flex of her arm. They got the message.

“Hello, Chestnut, and yes, I'm out.” Adagio didn’t mind Chestnut. She had a lot of time for Aria’s partner. Wallflower, she didn’t know that well, mostly because Sonata hadn’t let her meet her yet. Not that she let that get to her. “And I wore it when Ms. Fluttershy put it on me, as she said.”

Aria couldn’t resist a good tease, now that she had scared away the book nerds. “Flutters, does she do tricks?”

“Not for sale,” Fluttershy answered neutrally without missing a heartbeat, which made Sonata snort her glass of water over the table. Thankfully, Wallflower was quick and ready with a napkin to wipe up the spill.

“You do look good, Adagio,” Wallflower commented as she mopped up her Mistress’s spillage. “Laying on the couch isn't a good look for anyone.”

“What the fuck, I meant pet tricks! Not…well, tricks!” Aria Blaze spluttered, her lavender cheeks flushing a distinct shade of red while Adagio gave Wallflower a generous nod of her head.

To keep from bursting out into gales of laughter, Fluttershy covered her mouth and exercised every bit of willpower she possessed. “Yes,” she replied to Aria once she trusted herself to speak, “But I thought a joke would lighten the mood a little, no?” she then put a hand on the menu, “Sonata, what is good to eat here, other than someone at this table?”

While Sonata burst out laughing and Aria fumed at getting owned like that, Adagio said, “I'mma gonna go and say...tacos?”

Chestnut Magnifico barely made it through signing the last of her fans her autograph before she took one look at Aria’s furious blush and she exploded in a loud laugh. Reaching over, she delicately patted her Mistress's head like she was a schoolgirl throwing a tantrum. “You look cute when you blush, Ari.”

“When did you two get frisky?” Aria asked in a transparent attempt to change the subject.

“When I'm comfortable I can be very frisky,” Fluttershy shot Aria a look that just screamed that she wasn’t buying the change of subject deal. She instead fired a shot back. “I feel safe here as I can Rainboom any of you as needed.”

Adagio laughed at the look of utter outrage on her younger sister’s face, “I almost want to see you do that to Ari, entertaining as it might be.”

“No thanks!” Aria exclaimed, about to get up and storm out then and there, were it not for Chestnut placing her hand on hers and effectively rooting her in place with just a look. “Getting fucked over once by you was enough.”

“Nothing here is bad,” Sonata said way too loud in order to draw attention away from her simmering older sister. “They might be a bit skimpy on the Fajitas, though.”

Chestnut not so delicately squeezed Aria’s hand, hard enough to make her Mistress wince. While she was Aria’s ‘sub’, she wasn’t about to let her new fiancé act like a little baby. “Ari, darling, language,” she gently kissed her cheek, “We aren't at the Shipwreck now, are we?”

Adagio turned to Fluttershy, “You can take Sonata at her word, Ma'am, the food here is decent.”

Wallflower spoke up, “Taking a break from the burgers, Adagio?”

“I am.”

Taking the menu, Fluttershy gave it a look over to see what the eatery offered. It wasn’t long before she made a choice not only for herself but for Adagio as well. She did get off on the power play. “My pet will have Camarones a la Diabla, and I will have the Polo Loco.” She then passed the menu to Chestnut, who ordered the nachos supremos, while Aria opted for the Nachos Texanos and Sonata and Wallflower ordered the Camarones Tapatios and the waiter went to prepare their orders.

“When did you buy a dress, Dagi?” asked Sonata and, for once, Aria remained silent, because the blue dress was hers, and everyone knew that she never, ever wore dresses. Ever.

Fortunately, Adagio came to Aria’s rescue. For once. “Ari bought it from Marecies as a treat for me and bought it round to my place the other day, Sonny, it seems Chesty's a good influence on Miss Potty Mouth.”

Aria Blaze didn’t answer, well not verbally anyway. Her raised middle finger aimed at her older sister spoke volumes. Fluttershy saw the bird being flipped and she raised an eyebrow in Chestnut’s direction. “If you need help training her, Chestnut, I have a program you can use.”

“Yes Ari,” Adagio smirked, “I am number one. Nice of you to finally notice.”

Chestnut giggled and kissed Aria’s lips, “My Mistress does seem to think she owns the place. Can I tell them now, Mistress?” she asked eagerly, a giddy smile on her face, a smile that grew wider when Aria nodded her ascent.

“Don't tell me,” Adagio snarked, “Ari beat up her five hundredth goon?”

“No,” Chestnut mused thoughtfully, “At least I don’t think it’s that high yet. No,” she prepared to drop her huge bombshell, “We're getting married!”

“Wait,” Sonata spluttered, “What?”

As Fluttershy lightly applauded in a well-mannered way, Chestnut continued, “When we were out at dinner yesterday evening, I asked Aria to marry me, and she said yes!”

“Wow,” Sonata gasped as she reached for and drank her water, “You're the last one of us I thought would get married, Ari. I mean, sure, Dagi had her harems and slaves, you just used people.”

“Maybe I just found a better way to use people,” Aria shot back to Sonata, completely ignoring the fact that Adagio coloured up in a huge, huge deep red blush and tried to hide behind her hair, which woefully too short now, and then under the table, or anywhere, but all her attempts turned out to be useless.

Slightly louder than necessary, Wallflower said, “Congratulations you two!”

“Harems and slaves, huh?” Fluttershy said with a grin over the table at the youngest sister, the teen wholly amused at her pet’s reaction. “So, I'm the first ‘owner’ on that list, Sonata?” After she had just shut Sonata up, she turned her attention to Aria, “You two make a cute couple.”

Yeah,” Aria snorted at Fluttershy and rolled her eyes, her voice full of heated sarcasm, “Because I always wanted to be cute.”

“Thank you, Fluttershy,” Chestnut answered diplomatically as she smiled sweetly at the teen, “And don't mind my Mistress. That's Aria speak for 'thank you'.”

“I can listen between the words,” Fluttershy giggled at the glower that the both of them received from Aria.

“Yeah,” Sonata laughed, thoroughly enjoying the distress her older sister was in, and she was having a great deal of fun twisting the knife as much as she could, “Owner would be new for that owner.”

The dry heated sarcasm never left Aria’s voice. “I doubt that Fluttershy failed to know what she was getting into when she collared that one, Sonny.”

“Yes, thank you,” Adagio loudly cleared her throat, much, much more loudly than necessary, “If we're all quite done talking about the harems and the...other things, I believe we were talking about Ari being cute?”

“In her own butch sort of way,” Sonata took the death glare from Aria like a champ.

“Actually,” Chestnut said, drawing attention to her, “Fluttershy, we wanted to ask if you could put us in contact with your friend Rarity? For wedding planning, you understand.” As soon as she said that, Fluttershy had her familiar deer in the headlights look, especially now they were all looking at her. Helpfully, Adagio squeezed her girlfriend’s hand under the table, “Only if it's no trouble, of course.”

Under the table, Fluttershy took strength from Adagio’s hand and she squeezed hers in return. “Do you remember when we were on the Daring Do movie set?”

As Wallflower and Sonata entered into an intense kissing fight, Chestnut laughed, “How could I possibly forget? Rainbow Dash kept stopping production every five minutes to make sure Canter was ‘factually accurate’.”

“It was indeed a stressful day,” Fluttershy agreed, recalling that day as easily as Chestnut did. “Rarity wanted you autograph, but you were having quite the bad day.”

Chestnut facepalmed, “Oh, do please forgive me! Of course I'll give her an autograph, could you pass it on to her, please?”

“I don' t have her book with me, but I'm sure it can be done at your first meeting. Um, I'll have to give her your contact details, and then she can schedule that. Maybe in three weeks?”

“That's great!” Chestnut beamed, just as their food finally arrived at the table courtesy of two waiters, “Thank you so much, Fluttershy!”

~ ~ ~

Adagio Dazzle was in an incredibly good mood. The last week had been such a high, she’d had two playdates with Fluttershy, one in which she was Jubilee and another when she was most definitely not Jubilee and Fluttershy had spent almost two hours ramming her into the headboard of her bed. ‘Good times…’ Adagio thought to herself as she walked along the street on her way home from a very good shift at the Burger Joint.

Adagio was in such a good mood that she started singing as she walked along the sidewalk. She started singing "Lake Shore Drive", not caring one bit about the people she passed looking at her as she sang. For once in a long time, she didn’t care what anyone thought of her. She was happy, she was singing, and screw anyone else.

At the same time Adagio was minding her own business on the street, Rainbow Dash was on her way to get something that Twilight wanted at the surplus store when she zipped past Adagio so fast that she left a rainbow streak in her wake and everyone else looked like they were stood still. Turning a corner, she suddenly noticed Adagio and she screeched to a halt. “I knew the oceans were polluted,” she said without so much as a ‘hello’, “But I didn't think this much trash would wash up on the shore.”

Adagio, who was totally not looking where she was going, and who did not see Rainbow Dash anyway because she was going so fast, ended up walking into the athlete. “Huh...what...oh,” she staggered back a few steps and shook her head to see what or who she had collided with. “It’s...the blue one, um, sorry."

“Whatever,” Rainbow Dash flicked away an imaginary mote of dust from her tee shirt, “Were you trying to sing, or was that some cats fighting I heard?”

“Actually I was singing,” Adagio smiled sweetly, though her fragile ego was teetering on the edge thanks to that remark, which hurt a lot more than she cared to admit, and she resorted to sniping back at her obstacle. “It may not be what you call your 'singing', miss twenty percent cooler.”

Stepping forwards, Rainbow Dash got up in Adagio’s face. Whatever she was up to, she was sure it was nothing good. This was Adagio! The Adagio! “That's one hundred and twenty percent cooler compared to you!”

“I'm sorry...um...Rainbow...” Adagio tried really hard to think what Fluttershy said this girl’s name actually was, but the sudden situation, and how fast the blue girl was becoming violent in her personal space, was throwing her brain off. “Um…Crash, anyway I'm on my way home from work. Do you want something?”

The moment she heard that hated nickname, the absolute worst thing she used to be called back in Cloudsdale, Rainbow Dash spat on the sidewalk and thrust her finger into Adagio’s chest, “Don't you dare call me that! You're nowhere cool enough to use that name! Yeah, sure, jump off a pier and swim out to sea till you can't swim anymore!”

“Wh-What?” Adagio’s cocky façade dropped more than a little, and she turned so that the light flashed on Fluttershy's yellow collar and she touched it to summon up some semblance of nerve. “What did you say?”

“You heard me, pond scum!” Rainbow Dash got even closer to Adagio, uncomfortably close, so close the spit from her angry rant landed on Adagio’s uniform, “Do you need another rainboom to spell it out for you?”

Genuinely scared and unnerved, Adagio backed off a few steps to create a few feet of separation between her and the exceptionally angry teen, “D-Don't you call me that...y-you wouldn't...” why was this girl being so angry with her? What exactly had she done, well, lately anyway?

“Wouldn’t what?” Rainbow Dash spat, “Waste my time with you? You're right, because you may as well not exist!”

“I-I...I'm sorry...” Adagio couldn’t hold back a tear any longer and she sniffed back a sob. What in the name of the seven seas was this girl’s problem?

“Sorry can't begin to describe you,” Rainbow Dash sneered derisively at Adagio. She couldn’t understand what the villain’s problem was, why the hell was she even walking around the street like a normal person, like she had some sort of right to be there. “Waste of oxygen. What are you doing here anyways? Should you be hiding in the bottom of the ocean?”

Unable to take any more, what remained of Adagio’s ego cracked and shattered while she burst out into a flood of tears and turned to tun away back the way she came, as fast as her legs could carry her. “Oh, man,” Rainbow Dash checked her watch and slapped her face, completely unconcerned that Adagio had run off crying. At least she was out of her hair, “She's going to make me late!” she took off to the store she had been sent to.

Adagio Dazzle ran. She ran and she ran, uncaring of knocking into people on the sidewalk and the angry shouts she got as a result. She carried on running until, breathless, she burst into her home and slammed the door shut like Rainbow might break her door down at any minute. Once there, she ended up sniveling and crying on her knees in front of her mirror. “The fuck are you looking at!?” she howled at the mirror, punching over and over again until it smashed into a hundred pieces.

Crying so hard she could barely see, Adagio sunk to her knees amid the many shards of sharp glass and her shoulder bag hit the floor. As tears spilled down her cheeks and splashed on the floor, she picked up one of the pieces of glass. Gripping it tightly, Adagio dragged the sharp piece of glass across her wrist.

When she cut once, and she saw the blood appear in the cut she had made, she swapped hands and sliced her other wrist just as deeply. Instantly, a waterfall of blood splashed from her sliced wrists onto the floor. “Oh....ooooooh...” she saw the sheer amount of blood and started to panic.

Scrabbling at her shoulder bag, Adagio pulled out her phone and immediately it was covered in her hot red coppery blood. She fumbled with it in her wet slick hands and she somehow managed to dial Fluttershy’s number. “Hello, my pet,” Fluttershy answered almost immediately on the second ring, “Do you need something?”

“Flu...shy...” Adagio sobbed and sniffed her tears as she slumped face first onto the floor.

“What's wrong?” Fluttershy asked, immediately picking up on the fact her girlfriend was crying.

“I cut...deep…” Adagio gasped, her hands losing the strength to hold the mobile phone and she laid prostrate on the floor.

“Stay!” Fluttershy screamed down the phone before she hung up and called 911. When the emergency responder answered, Fluttershy reported the possible suicide and gave them Adagio’s address. She told the operator she was heading there now. Without thinking twice, she locked up her house and, she got in her car and drove, barely in the speed limit, to Adagio's place.

When Fluttershy burst through Adagio’s front door, the ambulance crew hot on her heels, she discovered her girlfriend passed out, lying face down unconscious in a pool of blood amid the shattered mirror, her blood covered phone on the floor.

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